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 Sep 2015 ryan
raine cooper
miss her
 Sep 2015 ryan
raine cooper
you will miss her the most
when you walk through the forest
holding the hand of a girl
who does not like trees
©rainecooper
 Sep 2015 ryan
raine cooper
poetry
 Sep 2015 ryan
raine cooper
everything* he says is poetry
and i am still learning how to speak

_
©raine cooper
 Sep 2015 ryan
Sami Rose
Lost Love
 Sep 2015 ryan
Sami Rose
The moon danced with the stars all her nights until she met the sun. In transfixed passion, they began to dance together until one day, the moon tripped and fell and the sun didn't catch her in time. Now, they barely speak due to distance, but she always catches glimpses of him.
"I still love him," she tells the stars.
"I wonder if he still loves me, too."
-s.r.b.
 Sep 2015 ryan
Tea-ful
set me free
 Sep 2015 ryan
Tea-ful
I want to feel free for once in my life. Where the walls around my house are not boundary lines and my skin is not encapsulating my soul which only dreams of escaping.

- F.T
 Sep 2015 ryan
raine cooper
all the boys she loved were abandoned churches
with no forwarding address
until the day she knocked down his door
and walked into a cathedral
©rainecooper
Once upon a time
she read many a day
    many nights

She thought about him
a charming ripe soul
  with magic palms

Sipping "The Poesis Ink"
  in just the right doses

Turning everyday
ordeals and ordinary
sighs of Love into a
         Dream.
Imagined by
Impeccable Space Poetess
Poetic silent admiration
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